But it's not yours to confer
Your no echo to this heart
To him belongs my word
And to every thought my mind can find
And my heart caught in romance
For only true thoughts of him
Make my pretty words dance
He knows Flip has a voice
That bad otter I got by chance
When the kids filled the aquarium with noise
Flip stepped up to make his advance
He loves to eat the fish sticks
And cwams are his favorite choice
And the little kid gets the giggles
Every time Flip uses his voice
You can't just marry that kind of mind love
It has to be a matter of choice
Because some people are just to grownup
To appreciate that Flip likes to make noise
